They made absolutely no effort to hide that they were admiring him, and even smiled when he made eye contact. “Happy Nude Day,” they both said as ...hey passed him. He responded in kind as he sat his bike down. A moment later, he caught them both looking over their shoulders at him, and they certainly weren’t making eye contact – unless he counted old one-eye. It was exactly the sort of encouragement he needed. He strapped a bag onto his bike, which contained a few essentials like his phone, and. And,from time to time, the boys had talked sensitively amongthemselves, appreciating Ann for her equal artistry in their formalmusical activities and telling each other how much they liked heras a friend and loved erotically communing with her. Now, thefriendship of all four was to result in a wonderful dreamfulfillment for Ann, blissfully only anticipating her twice a weekmassage for relaxation. Today was Ann’s birthday, and the otherquartet members hadn’t even congratulated her. But she immediately grabbed my head and kissed me thoroughly. After several minutes we both came up for air, and the shine on her face was probably equal to my own. Never before had I been with a lover who got so wet when they orgasmed. It was not the fabled “gushing” that some of the Penthouse stories I read about had, but more like a slow constant flow from inside.We spent some more time making out, then cuddling, then making out again. A glance at the clock showed it was 10, and things were. ?Good Bitch, now itstime for you to meet Mr. Whippy!? ? Such was his speed that Kim hardly movedbefore Willie was upon her, dragging her by the hair once again, forcing theterrified housewife to kneel, knees spread, upon her bed, her now freed armsenabling Kim to hold the position Willie demanded.? With her face buried in the duvet, Kim?sbottom was now poised deliciously upward.The Smiling Williemarveled at just how easily he had subdued his bitch so far and looking downupon those beautiful.